In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

One day later, New Habsburg.

There are no obvious changes here from the last time I passed by.

Oasis' erosion of desert is silent.

If you look carefully, you can find that the road signs that were previously placed on the roadside have been swallowed up by the oasis in just a few days, and the cracked wooden boards have even turned dark brown.

From a distance, you can see the huge tree canopy that towers into the clouds, covering the entire sky like a pyramid.

Behind Lothar and Prajna was a young horse archer wearing a linen shirt and standing tall, who was advancing slowly.

The archer led the mount with a look of amazement on his face: Sir, I haven't seen you for a month, and the sacred tree has grown taller again.

Lothar said meaningfully: Soon, it will become higher.

The young horse archer named Zach was originally a Hebron city guard. After Lothar arrived in Hebron last night, he changed his job and became the first heavy horse archer under him.

The full equipment of the heavily armored horse archers, including scale armor, riding bow, full scale armor, lined chain mail shirt, cavalry short spear and war hammer.

Such a piece of equipment, if worn all over the body, would be no different from an oven in the climate of the Holy Land.

This is also the reason why the impact force of the armored cavalry is weak. The weight of the mount load is too high, and it is difficult for them to have the indomitable impact force like the Latin knights (the name of the Franks by the Greeks).

Therefore, heavy horse archers actually need to be used flexibly.

If they are used to hedge against cavalry, there is no need to equip them with vests and riding bows to increase the endurance and impact of the war horses.

If you implement harassment tactics, you can go into battle lightly and shoot from a long distance.

If they are placed in the infantry ranks, they can shoot with bows from a distance, or carry war hammers and smash people's heads with maces in close combat.

Their martial arts can also support their fighting style, and they can be called all-round cavalry.

Of course, this is definitely wasteful. For example, the lances used by heavy horse archers are definitely not as practical as the lances of Latin knights in cavalry hedging.

The best application situation is to be fully armed, shoot arrows from a long distance, and then use the war hammer to attack the enemy's infantry square.

Before he even got close, Lothar felt the excitement coming from the Tree of Life.

The vines rolled up and gathered around them, and the hanging branches and leaves swayed gently like small snakes, as if escorting and welcoming his arrival.

Lothar said with emotion: The spirituality of the Tree of Life is getting higher and higher.

Prajna nodded: It seems that becoming a god is still very beneficial to it.

Gods are not a rare thing. The totem gods of black Africa and some uncivilized tribes can be said to be almost everywhere.

Tribes attack each other, plunder people, and perform sacrifices. Basically, they are the driving force behind the scenes. Their status is not very high at all. Many wizards are more qualified to be called gods than them.

Prajna, you said that extraordinary powers are constantly appearing in the world, but the church cannot produce a few famous extraordinary ones. Isn't God worried?

Prajna said in a calm tone: In this world, during the peak period of Zoroastrianism, it was even necessary to cross the Pyrenees, conquer Gaul, and convert the entire European continent to Zoroastrianism. At that time, I didn't see him in any hurry.

Lothar thought thoughtfully: Maybe, God doesn't care about faith at all. If any god has to follow the totem gods, animal spirits, etc., and rely on the faith of mortals to survive, that person's qualifications are too low.

Zach listened to these blasphemous words, but there was no strange expression on his face.

He still believed in Heavenly Father, but in front of Lothar, he could only stand aside.

Oh, it's really a bit fanciful for a mortal to speculate on God's thoughts.

Even if they were all human beings, many low-level civilians could not imagine how extravagant and lustful the emperor's life was.

It fits the saying: You can’t imagine the happiness of rich people.

indeed.

Lothar took out the growth potion of the Ancient Tree of Life, which was a bottle of green potion.

It's crystal clear and you can feel its amazing vitality through the bottle.

Probably in resonance, the branches and leaves of the Tree of Life immediately moved and surrounded Lothar.

It looks like a puppy that is having fun around its owner who is holding a bone in his hand.

That kind of strong desire made Lothar couldn't help but smile and said: Don't worry, this book is just for you.

He unscrewed the cork.

The branches and leaves of the tree of life stretched into the bottle, and the next moment, the earth began to tremble.

Thick rhizomes that grew rapidly spread rapidly underground.

At the edge of the oasis, clusters of grass and trees grew out and began to quickly engulf the desert.

A refreshing fragrance filled the air.

Lothar took a deep breath and thought thoughtfully: Is this the power of life that is overflowing?

If he were in the game, a series of +1s signs would definitely be popping up above his head.

Because just smelling this fragrant fragrance, he felt that he could live longer.

for a long time.

The tree of life finally fell silent.

Lothar raised his head and saw the branches and leaves of the big oak tree, which were green and dripping. An acorn, like the fruit that the little squirrel desperately pursued in the Ice Age, was gently swaying on the branch.

He opened his hands.

The fruit immediately fell into his hand.

Is this your offspring?

Feeling the certainty conveyed by the Tree of Life, Lothar put away the acorns.

I don’t know where would be more suitable to plant this acorn.

The Sinai Desert is definitely not possible. It is the edge of Lothar's rule and a natural chasm that limits Adil's ability to project troops.

Then put it in Alandre.

Alandre's usable arable land area and population are not very large. It is just the acropolis of Ella Port.

With a Tree of Life sub-body here, maybe it won't be long before Alandre can develop into a big city.

Moreover, it is also close to the Port of Ella. When the daughter body grows to a certain extent, it can also radiate the Port of Ella.

Lothar called Leonard, who hurried over to greet him, and ordered:

Leonard, find a city guard who is good at archery and get some scrap armor.

Lothar had seen the British longbowmen. Only at close range, their bows and arrows equipped with armor-piercing arrows could penetrate the armor of French knights. If many of the arrows were at the wrong angle, they would even fly away if they hit the helmet at close range.

Many French knights were trapped in a tight siege and were pulled off their mounts by a group of infantry, lifting their masks, or finding a weak point in defense such as the neck, so that they could kill the French knights with weapons.

This is also the meaning of heavy armor. It is expensive, and there must be a reason for it to be expensive.

During World War I, plate armor was not completely eliminated.

Soon, Leonard brought a young man wearing leather armor to Lothar.

This is a blond young man with small freckles on his face, dark complexion, but a very typical Germanic appearance.

May I have your name?

The young man looked a little nervous: Sir, my name is Roland. I used to be a hunter - a royal hunter. I pay tribute to your majesty with leather every year. I am not a poacher.

Oh, relax. You should know who I am. I plan to recruit you into my army as an archer. You will receive monthly military pay and land subsidies.

Roland's face looked hesitant.

Sir, in one week, it will be my turn to be promoted to a hussar. I don't want to be an archer.

In his opinion, the hussars were already half-stepped into the knight class, and were even more majestic than the knights themselves.

Isn't it right to leave the hussars alone and become archers?

Isn’t that crazy?

Historically, archers in the army have received the lowest treatment and are considered dishonorable.

In wars, those captured were often executed - because there was no need to ask for ransom.

Don't worry, the archers I want you to make are not ordinary archers. They have the same status as winged cavalry.

That's it...

Roland was still a little hesitant.

He immediately refused and said: Sir, I am not a coward. I would rather fight the infidels with a lance than kill the enemy with a dishonorable weapon like a bow and arrow.

Bullshit!

Leonard slapped Roland on the back of the head: You will do whatever the Lord wants you to do. How can you bargain?

It doesn't matter, Leonard, just forget it if he doesn't want to.

Lothar said with a smile, not feeling dissatisfied: Leonard, let's find someone else.

Roland hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Leonard who was about to walk away: Wait a minute, Mr. Guard Officer.

Sir, then you should choose me.

Why did you change your mind again?

If you really need archers, I'm definitely the one for New Habsburg.

Roland's face was still a little tangled.

He wanted to be a hussar, but since Lothar was in need, he was willing to make a certain degree of sacrifice.

Before you came, my lord, I knew exactly what this place was like. I must repay your kindness.

Lothar felt a sense of relief in her heart: Now that it's been decided, it can't be changed.

I won't change, I'm willing to be an archer - don't worry, I can shoot a rabbit from 200 yards away, so I won't delay your business.

Go then and kneel before the tree of life.

A leaf shook violently for a while, and then landed on Roland's forehead.

The leaves and vines rolled around and turned into a pair of vine armor in front of him, two quivers filled with twelve bows and arrows, and a wooden bow with flying wing patterns carved on both ends.

Roland looked a little confused. He skillfully picked up the wooden bow in front of him and looked at Lothar.

Sir, is this also a miracle?